The grand city stretched endlessly, a forest of tiled roofs covering the landscape.The core leaders of the Blood Sect, including Salhyup, were scattered throughout Taiyuan.

    They had all mastered martial arts that allowed them to sense the size, distribution, and gaze of the surrounding crowd.

    It was called Hogum Sense Technique—a supreme skill known across the martial world.

    “Have those monsters really disappeared? Just a few days ago, the city was in chaos.”

    “Who knows… Either way, it’s best not to go out after dark. I heard that all the children of the Zhang family, who run the fabric store near the well, vanished. Let’s finish delivering this and get back home quickly.”

    “Yeah, yeah. If we hold out, sooner or later, the military or Ipwang’s swordsmen will step in. Before we see the full moon three times, at least. That’s how it’s always been, according to my father.”

    “To be honest, even if they do come, I’m worried. The other day, I caught a glimpse of someone leaping across three rooftops at once. Ipwang’s warriors aren’t invincible, after all. These days, warriors are dying all over the place… No matter how skilled a single swordmaster is, one treasured sword can’t beat a hundred iron ones.”

    “Who knows? Maybe even Prince Nezha of Ipwang will come. The whole city of Pyeongyang was in an uproar recently. Zhuge Cheonsang, the Reincarnated Dragon, is dead.”

    “Hah! The Lotus Prince? Dream on. You’d be lucky just to meet one of the White-Clad Warriors and be able to bow to them.”

    “Don’t act like you wouldn’t do the same.”

    This conversation drifted through the streets as a group of merchants pulled a cart stacked with straw.

    Though dozens of Blood Sect assassins were overseeing the trial, not a single bystander noticed them.

    They had perfected their concealment arts to an extreme degree—melding into the city''s rhythm while controlling the very perception of their surroundings.

    They lurked in shadowed alleys, rooftops, and watchtowers, standing just inches away from oblivious city guards.

    They were present, yet not present. Sёar?h the N?vel(F)ire.nёt website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

    Even the group gathered on the roof of a wealthy merchant''s mansion followed the same rule.

    Three black-cloaked elders stood alongside Salhyup, his dark hat casting a shadow over his sharp features.

    Above them, a transparent, dome-shaped Qi barrier muffled all sound—a secret technique of the Blood Sect.

    One of the elders, a wrinkled old man with a sword scar across his nose, was the first to speak.

    “Vice-Lord, the more I think about it, the more amazed I am.”

    “Elder Orchid Sword, please speak freely.”

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